Paz.

Es curioso, como eres tú el que más roba mis sueños y pensamientos, inquietando mis sentimientos y cómo tú eres el que los calma de nuevo, apaciguando una tormenta de confusión con unas simples palabras.

Shine.

There are two ways to spreading the light: to be the candle or the mirror reflecting it.

Out.

It's not as if I didn't know who you are, what you feel and what you dislike.

Lonely.

I feel a tad lonely. I've been missing you. Have you felt that way? Sadly, I feel as if I should not. I don't know how to behave around you. It's as if you'd changed into a different person, someone I'm not comfortable around anymore. I fear speaking my mind to you.

Still, I feel lonely. You know I'll always be here for you, right? So, why don't I feel the same you about you?

Trust.

I'm scared. I know I should trust you, but with how you've been lately, I don't know what to think. I'm scared you'll hurt me, even if you don't mean it. Can I trust you?